Friday, March 9, 2012

I'll drink to that (for medicinal purposes only)

Okay, I understand that it’s early days, yet, and they haven’t run, you know, extensive clinical trials on this and everything, but evidently there’s some scientific support for the idea that “moderate” drinking in women may lower their risk of stroke.

I really don’t have time to comment. I have to open a bottle of wine.

Cheers.




Thursday, March 8, 2012

Road signs

I found myself behind one of those behemoth SUVs at a stoplight the other day. You know, one of those old-style ones that take up two parking spaces and get about 9 miles per gallon.

Then I noticed this:



After I took the shot, I backed the hell off.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Spinal trap

Ever since I was caught in the middle of a five-car pile up on the Pasadena Freeway more than 20 years ago (where I took the brunt of the pick-up that plowed into me & only pushed me into the fool in front of me…who sued me), I occasionally need chiropractic services.

Most recently my back, shoulders & neck just locked up into one continuous spasm of pain in mid-December. I made it through the weekend, but by Monday morning I really could barely move. So I trawled the Web to find local chiropractors & was kind of surprised by what I found.

Given how many physical therapy practices around the Silicon Valley—& how many people earn their living hunched over PCs—I expected to find more chiropractors around here. But there weren’t very many, & even fewer that garnered okay reviews online.

Well, I won’t go to anyone who uses blunt force; I only allow someone who’s certified in use of the Activator method, so I guess that narrows down the field.

Anyhow, some offices were closed on Mondays, & those I could reach couldn’t get me in that day. The single practice that could see me turned out to be everything that’s sleazy about chiropractic. I won’t go into details, but let me just say that they pitched a much harder-sell on long-term treatment than I’ve ever received. You know you’re in for a pocket-picking session when the chiropractor puts that puppy-eye face on & tells you you need to see him three times a week…for six months.

Seriously? Does anyone sign up for that? Does anyone’s insurance carrier sign up for that?

(Also, he must bathe in cologne. Guy near to asphyxiated me.)

But what I want to share with you was one of those pictures that replace 1000 words. Want to know how sleazy this guy is? Take a look at one of the many examples of wall art throughout his office.






Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Rush rash update

Further fallout from the latest Limbaugh contretemps: according to the Borowitz Report, the mouth that roared has lost yet another sponsor.

It seems that Satan has cut his ties with Limbaugh.

Although I don't generally weigh in on the side of the Prince of Darkness, in the spirit of Winston Churchill, I think in this case I’ll put in a good word for the devil.




Monday, March 5, 2012

Dramatic political turnaround

In a stunning upset of all expectations, Vladimir Putin has been elected to the office of president of Russia, a post he held from 2000 to 2008.

Obviously, this vox populi expression in a free & open election represents a mandate for Putin’s policies, whatever they might be on any given day.